In the Dawn
I wake up to find
her gone
In my eyes indisposed
in disguise as no one knows
She's in love with herself
She likes the dark
And
Is this your true world definition?
you cannot help, where
A billion words ago the sailors disappeared
A story for
Clone Clone Clone your lover
Clone your lover
Clone Clone
lay down your face
the feigned caricature
train me in burning these
contorted
Forgotten the past times of unity
We glide in the
Little orphans in the snow
With nowhere to call a
Eyes betray the soul and bear it's thinking.
Beyond words they
Keine Menschenseele alle Straßen schneebedeckt
Meine Wünsche quälen, fallen
Dein Herz ist rein
So sollten Herzen sein
Blühen sie
Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the